Ken listened quietly. Yes, he remembered Shion--even if he hadn't exactly been in the best frame of mind during that mission. He remembered the S&M club mission as well, even if they all seemed to blend together sometimes. "I remember. I never saw his face, that time."

And a small voice in the back of Ken's head insisted that he was no better than the dark-haired man, that even if he thought he had recovered his sense of self, he could slip back any time. Last night had proved that. Would he be the next one to betray Aya's trust?